“There’s nothing about ‘climb’ in there. I’m telling you, I’m correct. Read it for yourself.” Paul hurled the map at his friend.

“Okay, okay. Give me a minute to see what it says again.” Terry sat down, took a drink out of his canteen, and studied the map.

Several minutes later, he slowly read the map instructions out loud.
“Facing the “T” opening to the cave,
walk back to your left, keeping the T on your right,
until the T looks like a rectangle.
Look around you for a J and a backwards J scratched into the face of a boulder.”

Terry looked back at the cave opening. “Like I said, we still need another coordinate. We’ve been walking this line for hours now.”

“You’re a fool, Terry, for paying $50 for this map. They make copies of it, and sell them to the next sucker who comes in the door,” Paul exclaimed, knocking Terry off his perch, which sent the canteen flying.

Terry jumped up to retaliate, crashed into Paul, knocking him over and onto the ground. He cocked his arm to throw a punch. That’s when he spotted it.

Paul couldn’t understand why his friend had a huge smile. “So, are you going to throw that punch, or are we even?”

Terry started laughing. “Even is just the starting point. You’re not going to believe it.”